STAND ALONE NARRATIVE
THE 'GUEST' AND THE HELP RENDERED
Dear Stella,
We all know the good book says 'Anyone we find to help is our neighbour, and how God loves a cheerful giver'.Today marked my mother's remembrance and i just thought to brief you on how it all went down.
We lived as a happy family and my parents loved each other very much. My father was always on the move ensuring he fends for his family and whenever he was away on official assignments, my mother took charge of the house ensuring her work never stood in the way of being a mother and wife.
One fateful evening a 'guest' came visiting with her young daughter of about 13yrs. I had no idea how they met or if we were related.All i later figured was that she spoke my mum's dialect and their parents were acquaintances in the village.My mum treated them to a good meal amidst gisting which was all in her dialect. I played scrabble with her daughter whilst also laughing at the jokes our mothers made.
It ended as a pleasant evening, we walked them to the bus stop as their house was a stone throw from there. My mum and I bade them goodbye and strolled back home when suddenly we saw my elder sister flying towards us with a red face. She was trembling while stating that someone called the land line yelling that our guest was involved in an accident at the same bus stop where we just parted.
My mum and my brother rushed back to the bus stop whilst i was asked to stay home with my elder sister.
They both returned at about 9pm and my mum came to get change of clothes and some toiletries as she was heading back to stay at the hospital.
My dad had arrived from his long trip that evening and he decided to drive us to the private hospital where she was admitted. On getting there, i saw her daughter who sustained a few bruises on her hands.
I over heard the doctor telling my dad that they would have issues stitching the woman's leg which was torn open because her skin was really damaged from excessive bleaching!
He talked about a blood donor and my mum asked to be tested so she could donate hers but my dad decided that the blood bank would be a better option.
Eventually they found a way around it and the bills incurred was sorted by my parents. The daughter had to come live with us pending when her mother recovered fully.I was 16 at the time so i would take her daughter out for ice cream and cookies.I felt it was a good way to keep her mind off what was going on at that point in her life. I gave her some smaller clothes i felt would fit and she was a very pleasant girl.
Stella, my mum and I went to our guests' house to take a few of her own clothes and most especially because she told my mum her landlord had asked her to move out and not to bother returning from the hospital.She had a leaking roof, my mum and I helped to scoop the water and spread the sheets out as it had rained in the past days.Unknown to my mum this landlord was a fetish one who was pestering the guest for s#x since he saw her as a struggling single mother.
Innocently, my mum got some money and we both went back to pay the landlord. I saw the way the landlord looked at my mum in anger but accepted the money in an envelope.
We left the face-me- i slap you building that evening and on entering our car, i looked up and saw the evil looking landlord staring at us as we drove off.
Stella, the guest recovered and went back home with her daughter. Little did we know that singular act of kindness would ruin my family and even I inclusive.
For reasons unknown, things began to get bad between my parents, they separated. My mum became the bread winner (single mother) whilst borrowing money here and there to survive and keep us in school. It wasn't fine on my dad's end either.
One fateful day, my mum woke up and was unable to move any part of her body. She was rushed to the hospital. All test came back as nothing!
There was no diagnosis made. We spent all her savings and even borrowed to run tests in many hospitals.
Dear Stella,
We all know the good book says 'Anyone we find to help is our neighbour, and how God loves a cheerful giver'.Today marked my mother's remembrance and i just thought to brief you on how it all went down.
We lived as a happy family and my parents loved each other very much. My father was always on the move ensuring he fends for his family and whenever he was away on official assignments, my mother took charge of the house ensuring her work never stood in the way of being a mother and wife.
One fateful evening a 'guest' came visiting with her young daughter of about 13yrs. I had no idea how they met or if we were related.All i later figured was that she spoke my mum's dialect and their parents were acquaintances in the village.My mum treated them to a good meal amidst gisting which was all in her dialect. I played scrabble with her daughter whilst also laughing at the jokes our mothers made.
It ended as a pleasant evening, we walked them to the bus stop as their house was a stone throw from there. My mum and I bade them goodbye and strolled back home when suddenly we saw my elder sister flying towards us with a red face. She was trembling while stating that someone called the land line yelling that our guest was involved in an accident at the same bus stop where we just parted.
My mum and my brother rushed back to the bus stop whilst i was asked to stay home with my elder sister.
They both returned at about 9pm and my mum came to get change of clothes and some toiletries as she was heading back to stay at the hospital.
My dad had arrived from his long trip that evening and he decided to drive us to the private hospital where she was admitted. On getting there, i saw her daughter who sustained a few bruises on her hands.
I over heard the doctor telling my dad that they would have issues stitching the woman's leg which was torn open because her skin was really damaged from excessive bleaching!
He talked about a blood donor and my mum asked to be tested so she could donate hers but my dad decided that the blood bank would be a better option.
Eventually they found a way around it and the bills incurred was sorted by my parents. The daughter had to come live with us pending when her mother recovered fully.I was 16 at the time so i would take her daughter out for ice cream and cookies.I felt it was a good way to keep her mind off what was going on at that point in her life. I gave her some smaller clothes i felt would fit and she was a very pleasant girl.
Stella, my mum and I went to our guests' house to take a few of her own clothes and most especially because she told my mum her landlord had asked her to move out and not to bother returning from the hospital.She had a leaking roof, my mum and I helped to scoop the water and spread the sheets out as it had rained in the past days.Unknown to my mum this landlord was a fetish one who was pestering the guest for s#x since he saw her as a struggling single mother.
Innocently, my mum got some money and we both went back to pay the landlord. I saw the way the landlord looked at my mum in anger but accepted the money in an envelope.
We left the face-me- i slap you building that evening and on entering our car, i looked up and saw the evil looking landlord staring at us as we drove off.
Stella, the guest recovered and went back home with her daughter. Little did we know that singular act of kindness would ruin my family and even I inclusive.
For reasons unknown, things began to get bad between my parents, they separated. My mum became the bread winner (single mother) whilst borrowing money here and there to survive and keep us in school. It wasn't fine on my dad's end either.
One fateful day, my mum woke up and was unable to move any part of her body. She was rushed to the hospital. All test came back as nothing!
There was no diagnosis made. We spent all her savings and even borrowed to run tests in many hospitals.
Eventually one brainless doctor came up with his own diagnosis and said he saw a cancerous mole on her leg and it needed to be operated on.Like film trick she was wheeled into the theatre. I stood by the hall way pacing around as a young teenager. I was forced to grow up real fast and act as the man of the house.
Less than an hour later, i saw our 'guest' arrive. My sister briefed her and she bust into tears. I kept wondering why she was crying and rolling on the floor so much?!
The surgery was successful but it refused to heal up. Even her other thigh where some flesh was taken to patch up the other leg remained a fresh sore and at that moment i knew it was beyond the physical!
It all began to make sense after my mum struggled in pain and eventually died.
*I realised a life had been used to replace another!*
The 'guest' never showed up at my mums wake keep or the burial service. They both never came back to check up on us.It has been over 10 years now and not a word from them.
In essence, this life remains a mystery and we should be careful who we render help to.
In as much as some people will bring good luck when helped, the bad luck fellas also exist.
May God never bring 'guests' that will ruin out lives our way in Jesus name.
Thanks for sharing Stella. I love you loads...
Poster, what are you insinuating?,..
ReplyDeleteThat woman might not be the culprit ooo..
You people should check your selves!...
Thank you.
DeleteShe probably stayed away because she knew this is what the thoughts were.
Easy madam, easy.
U re right but what if she is? This is a crueeeeeelll world, every cruelty is possible!!!
DeleteHis point is clear, BE CAREFUL AND WATCH, HOWEVER BE KIND!
The woman might not have been the culprit but she knew what was happening. The moment she was told about the poster's mother's condition at the hospital, that's when she realized the reason she herself survived. Evil landlords everywhere & people carrying bad energy (knowingly & unknowingly)
DeleteThis is why I hardly give people “lift” when driving, as much as I want to help, I am also scared of what you have in mind concerning me. I only give lift to people coming out of my estate. This world isn’t deep, why dint she come for the burial of her dear friend if there was nothing wrong? Just like that you abandoned your good friends children? Okay o
DeleteLet me not start my own here. I gave money to a supposed from and when it was time for refund, war started. It's 2 years now, I feel one of my leg is not mine. But God is great, how he saved me, I don't know. I got to find out that anybody that crosses this woman dies. I didn't know her that way. At the end I had to let go the money so I can hv my life back.
DeleteThis Push up is 'furnny'. Lmaooo. So it is 'only people coming out of your estate' that you can vouch for. They are the only ones with good mind.
DeletePlease I wantu live in this kind of holy estate, plix what is the name.
Kai and i jst watch a film nw,inu aye...a guy helped his frd and his life ws cut shrt cos of d help he rendered,d spiritual man in d film said gudluck is btr dan gudheart,may God continue to guide us.
DeleteWhat I understand from this is that the landlord wanted to kill the "guest" but the death transfered from her to the mum as she paid off the guest's debt. What i can explain though is why the woman stayed away from you guys.
DeleteYou see why Westerners are better than us? Poster if you want to live your life not helping others please keep your lack of compassion to yourself.
DeleteNigerians, fearing devil more than God since 1800.
Na wa o
ReplyDeleteUwadiegwu
OMG! I learnt a lot from dis story..Some people are agents of d devil sent to ruin homes.. Once u get entangled with them their curse will start affecting u..wicked world..Her mission is accomplished daz why she is now incommunicado.
DeleteOMG!!!! What did I just read? 😱😱😱
ReplyDeleteI'm speechless.
ReplyDeleteWhat a story! God help us.
ReplyDeleteAmen!!!
ReplyDeleteWhether people want to believe it or not,these things happen especially in Africa, that's why e be like say we carry God matter for head.
He's the only way out and your surest foundation when these evil wind comes blowing.
The heart of some is so wicked. If you re from a family that has a religious background from your great grand parents time lucky are you. If not in those days Nigerians practiced witchcraft well. These spirits visit homes so start from now and disengage your children from any ancestral curses by bringing them closer and rooted in God and let their generation be filled with light.
Well said!
DeleteMy Uncle had this striving business some years ago, one day his neighbor (close to his shop) asked him for some money, he begged that he would return it before the end of the day. He did return the money and that was how this man's business crumbled. Everything was revealed by a prophet. Thank God for the wife that stood by him, things are really happening.
ReplyDelete*Kimberly*
Thriving not striving
DeleteIhe na eme... (Things dey happen)
ReplyDeleteKeep being strong poster.
I used to wonder why bad things happen to good people but I've realised that by default this system called LIFE comes with GOOD & BAD programming.We can only hope the good times are more and pray for strength to go through the bad times.
I know evil people abound but i've never read or heard something like this.
God will keep you and yours from evil in Jesus name.Amen
Bad things happen to good people because good people choose to be ignorant.
DeleteIgnorance kills
Who is to say it is not karma for some act the mother did to someone else in the past, or her own wirse fears manifested into reality. A lot of the bad things happening to good ppl are karmic or fear based manifestation. He nor anybody else had access to his mother's history or state of mind. One thing I have realized in life is that life is fair and the laws of the universe apply to every soul, nobody escapes universal justice. The golden rule is only one law of the universe, there are many laws that even the religious books do not mention. It is our responsibility to explore life and learn to understand how it really operate so that we can guide the newcomers to earth in truth and wisdom.
DeleteWhat exactly did the guest do? It seems your mom was diabetic, Nigerians are usually careless and ignorant about health history and issues hiding under its not my portion.
ReplyDeleteSorry about your loss but you need to stop filling your mind with such negativitvity
She was diabetic yet the doctors didn't discover that abi?
Delete16:30 they might have jnown she was diabetic but not know it can lead to the difficulties she was experiencing. Also even all the stress was bad for a diabetic person.
DeleteAnon 16. 30 when Nigerians say they went to hospital it is mostly chemist and road side labs, when they finally go to a real hospital is when it is late and the condition is very bad
DeleteWonderment!
ReplyDeleteThe guest's landlord used the money your mum gave him to cause your family misfortune.
He's a fetish man.
The same woman didnt come for her funeral.Lord have mercy
ReplyDeleteMy good will not kill me...
ReplyDeleteMy dear "something most kill a man"
At least she died doing good..
It won't stop me from doing gud
Or it might just be an awful coincidence?
ReplyDeleteThe loss of a loved one could often stir up emotions...guilt pain ,anger... ifs , what should have or could haves...
Imagine if we have to relate every coincidence in our life as spiritual .....
supernatural things do happen but please don’t think too deep... may you be comforted and may God rest her soul
Hmmmmm Its only God that can say exactly what happened here. But all I can say is rest in peace to the dead.
ReplyDeleteThe landlord used the money your mom gave him for the woman's rent to destroy your family. . This life though!
ReplyDeleteI heard this story 2 weeks ago. I brother gave this testimony to a pastor who shared with us.
DeleteThe brother was to pay rent But things were difficult, he eventually got some money. He took the money to his church and placed it on the altar and prayed, for whatever reason, He gave the money to the landlord who took it.
After that the landlord and his wife stopped answering the greetings of this particular brother. He was surprised and could not explain it. Anyway, he kept greeting but they won't respond. Then one day, landlord's wife came to his flat. Begging, that they are sorry he should forgive. He said what happened anyway way whatever it is he has forgiven. Then the lady took him to their flat Lo and behold the landlord was 9n bed could not move. He too began to beg, by the corner the brother who is the tenant saw two calabash, one had the money he had given to the landlord. Landlord confessed that he did that so that things will be bad for him and that his fortunes will come to them. But for his prayers. He asked the brother to pray for him. He did landlord became well and parked out of his compound.
Nkambe
This story you just narrated happens, now my own advice is this : Never give people cash, rather put it in their bank account and if they dont have bank accounts, insist they bring any of the friends or family member's account number where you deposit the money. I and my husband have been a victim once, shortly before we got married, we rented an apartment and paid for 2years, a cash deposit which our evil landlady collected. That was wen our misfortune started, bats always came into our house at night each time am pregnant, after which a miscarriage will occur(i lost 2 babies) my husband lost his job amidst many misfortunes. To cut the long story short, i and my hubby went for deliverance at mfm, where we prayed fervently, she became ill, her husband divorced her and she died mysteriously. Evil people really exist!
DeleteThis story you just narrated happens, now my own advice is this : Never give people cash, rather put it in their bank account and if they dont have bank accounts, insist they bring any of the friends or family member's account number where you deposit the money. I and my husband have been a victim once, shortly before we got married, we rented an apartment and paid for 2years, a cash deposit which our evil landlady collected. That was wen our misfortune started, bats always came into our house at night each time am pregnant, after which a miscarriage will occur(i lost 2 babies) my husband lost his job amidst many misfortunes. To cut the long story short, i and my hubby went for deliverance at mfm, where we prayed fervently, she became ill, her husband divorced her and she died mysteriously. Evil people really exist!
DeleteLife is indeed a mystery. May God's grace never and arm of protection always be with us.
ReplyDeleteI had a similar experience too till my mum passed on we did not hear from my aunt, that my mum helped. Prayer is the key.
ReplyDeletein as much as i dont suspect the guest? but why didnt she visit you guys
ReplyDeleteDear poster, how sure are the the the root of all is the rent your mom paid? May her soul rest in peace
ReplyDeleteMaybe because that is the point from which the poster can trace how things started going downhill. The guest's life was saved and the mother's life was substituted with a lot of hardship according to the story. It is very possible because this is Africa, and Nigeria and the things going on spiritually are amazing. There is a lot of evil that only God can counteract. It is not just a matter of belief, because whether you believe or not, the supernatural exists. Many have fallen due to ignorance.
DeleteHmmm na wa
ReplyDeleteWondering what would make the woman and her daughter not to attend the burial of your mum that helped out when she needed it.
ReplyDeleteFor all you know, your mum was also a suspect by the woman. She might have felt your mum was the cause of her accident and that your mum's predicament was a return to sender ish.
DeleteThis is probably why they didn't show up.
Why then did she show up when the posters mom was in the hospital?
DeleteTo confirm for herself that the posters mum was actually behind her predicament and that her "god" was fighting for her.
DeleteMaybe she just came to check and was guessing its a back to sender thing.Similar thing happen in my family.My Dad owns a house in Lagos and my uncle and his wife(Not the same father and mother though just family member) has being living with us free for more than 10 years .They occupy a room and pa-lour self contain.Due to the kind of work my dad does, A carpenter, he has issues with his waist, was bedridden for some months and he recovered sha but the pain still comes once in a while while he is on medication till now.One night my uncle slept and woke up with stroke.Do you know the rumor we started hearing from his wife was that my dad use her husband in replacement of the stroke that ought to befall him.What happened to the poster family might be coincident or may be from the woman or the landlord.
DeleteWhat did i just read?
ReplyDeleteHmmmmmmmmm
ReplyDeleteThis life is deep.
What you're saying is that it would have been better to leave the woman at the accident scene? This doesn't sound right. If I were you, I would sneakily catch up with the woman. Go around her neighbourhood and "run into her". Or even the daughter. Search for her on Facebook. You need to find out why they were not around for your mum's wake and burial. You will very very slowly and steadily snake your way back into their lives. Was there something between the guest and your father? Was your mum diabetic? I am deducing this from when she became motionless and her wounds would not heal. Diabetes can make you go into coma and delay healing of wounds. You need to find out the real cause of death of your mum...
ReplyDeleteWhy did your dad insist on a blood bank for your guest instead of your mum donating blood? You understand that certain illnesses can make you ineligible to donate blood.
You need closure but don't rush it. Sit down and think well.
You’ve said all I wanted to say. Poster, knowledge is power but in Africa, we would first think of the spiritual causes before researching what the real thing is...
DeleteYou need closure.. and it would help if you start on a clean slate and find answers...
Forget all you knew when you were a teenager and ask questions so you can move on!
Hmmm!Ije Uwa
ReplyDeleteIt happens. My aunt was a nurse,she finished her Swift and was about leaving and an old woman was rushed in and my aunt who was in good health helped the woman and the woman that was almost gone was stable before she left,my aunt got home and sat down,gisted with her husband about what happened,called work and heard the old woman has left the hospital on her own,a woman that people were holding wen she saw here and helped her.she went to bath and when she was dressing up,she just fell and died.
ReplyDeleteWhy and what happened still remains a mystery.
It's not a mystery. There's a reason they say old people shouldn't get up and walk around without supervision when they are weak. They say the same to new mothers. You might have a bust of energy and think you're strong but then fall down because you're not as strong as you think. If there's no one around to stop your fall or help, then death my happen. It was very dangerous for them to let her leave on her own.
DeleteAnonymous 16:48 you did not understand what 16:23 said.The person that recovered fast and left the hospital on her own is the old woman while the person that died is her Aunt.
DeleteYour aunt could’ve thrown an embolus. That’s the problem with our culture of refusing autopsy. Now it will always be speculation
DeleteYour mum needed a good docotd. Too many times, we don't plan well and any little thing will take us out . My father didn't gave a stable job for a few years but we didn't descend into poverty he saved well during good times. Check your life and see if you're prepared. Can you afford a good doctor, do you have savings, do you have life insurance if you have young children or a spouse that's depending on you
ReplyDeleteThe world is a wicked place.
ReplyDeleteSuch things are very real o, that’s how I was doing very well until I took in a friends younger one to join my business, from there everything changed, deals worth over 200mllion will come in and then slip away with nothing to show, it was one failure after another. I never recovered until I packed up and left the country. Even now any idea I have and I want to involve anyone, I will only involve people who have involved me in successful deals in the past and people who are succeeding in their own. I’m not involving anyone to lift them, if I want to help I will help from far but no direct involvement in whatever I’m doing. Life is deep!
ReplyDeleteSomething similar happened to my brother.. He started a business for someone to manage it for him.. Kinda partnership with d my brother providing 100% of d money and resources..After d business kicked off,my brother started encountering bad luck in every thing he is doing..Mind u my brother is not involved in d said partnership business..
DeleteThen a man of God revealed to him about getting involved with someone with bad luck and its affecting his other business..
D man of God told him to forfeit everything he put in d business and wash his hands off d business.. Initially it was very difficult for him to leave such amount of money..but when he realised d damage it is doing to him finance wise,he had to call d guy and tell him to take everything that he is not intersted in d business anymore..
D gut was happy and calling everybody to tell them what my brother did for him without knowing d guy is running for his life..
My brother's personal business started thriving again and dat guy is still stagnant and d business did not move well..
Things are happening oh.
It seems there is a reason this post came up. I remember my dad came home from work and not long after around midnight a family came to the hospital where he worked but they had closed so the hospital brought them to our house. Everyone thinks my dad was a very nice man which was why they brought them to the house but he not only turned them back, he shouted on them. I was awake and quite young but I knew deep in my spirit even then that my dad made a vey big mistake. Right now my dad is looked upon with pity among his peers....things dey happen for my family but God will do it.
ReplyDeleteA lot of the bvs here no get sense. So so fetish!
ReplyDeleteThis is the reason why we as Africans never progress. We are truly living in the dark ages. I am really sorry for what befell your family but how did you come to the conclusion that it was the lady your mother helped that was the cause of the problems.
ReplyDeleteFirst you insinuate that her landlord was the one who seemed evil to you. The same landlord whom you said had tried unsuccessfully to sleep with said lady. If he was the cause, how then is the lady aware or involved.
Your parent's divorce: Hav eyou tried to dig deep and find out what was happening in your parent's marriage? Was your dad seeing another woman since he was constantly away from home? Please ask your dad, since your mom is no longer around what the real cause of the divorce was? You will be shocked at what went on in their marriage that you weren't aware of.
Your mum fell sick and later died. Why do we Africans instead of seeking proper medical attention, start claiming that someone else caused the illness? Let me tell you that unless a disease is contageous, there is no way that someone else can transfer an illness to you.
We should call ourseleves devil believers, because even though we claim to worship God, our lives are ruled by the negativity and fear of the devil. Poster unless you snap out of this mindset, suspecting everyone, you shall not prosper in your own life.
Additionally you claim that this lady came to the hospital when your mum was sick crying. And after her death, she did not come. Have you bothered to find out why they did not come? Have they moved or relocated? Do they still live in the same neighbourhood? Before accusing someone without proof please make sure you have tried to delve to the root of the matter.
All I am trying to say is that we Africans let our lives be ruled by superstition. If you go out looking for the negative, you will only find what is negative.
Poster you forget everyone will die, sooner or later. Thank God for your mom's life and try to pick up the pieces of your lives. Do not think that because your dad was once wealthy, misfortune/ poor decisions/ poor opportunites cannot befall him and he loses his wealth. Ask business owners hoe many times they have failed. If you keep attributing the failures in your life to superstition, you will never ever be truly happy.
Let me tell you a personal tragedy that befell us last year: my elder sister who had just finished her PhD in Law, and was about starting a lucrative job overseas, suddenly died after feeling slightly ill for 2 days. It was later we realized that she had a heart attack. (Unknowingly she had been diabetic and the days she was feeling slightly ill with a cold, she was actually suffering from low blood pressure that caused a heart attack in her bed)at night. She was found in the morning, barely breathing. By the time she was rushed to the hospital, it was too late and she died later that same evening. Should I go around accusing somebody of her death? There were many members of my family who did; some aunts even went as far as going to witch doctors & prophets to find out who killed her. Leading to an innocent lady ( her sister in law ) getting accused of her killing her. Thank God my father did not believe in such nonsense and put an end to that story straightaway. Otherwise instaed of mourning for my sister, we would have been sowing hatred.
Worst case scenario, even if you think someone did something to your mother, my dear you let God be, after all you cannot change death and resolve to leave your life in love and peace.
I prayy this superstitious mindset that we have is changed. Our mentality is poor. When the going is good we thank God. That is why we celebrate thieving politicians and yahoo boys. Once things get difficult, instaed of seeking logical solutions, we start blaming others for our misfortune. Please let us change.
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